Za-za’s Comments (group member since Aug 25, 2013)

Za-za’s comments from the Yet Another Hunger Games Group group.

"But it's just been so grape to meet you!!!" Dakota was getting desperate.

((Gtg :( Bye! Don't cha love my grape puns? :P))

((Gtg :( Bye!))

Daota finally calmed down. What he saw just about killed him. "Not?!" The world was over - she hadn't laughed at the lettuce joke. "Oh, oh no!! NOT! Orange you glad I'm here?" he said desperately.

((Hey, power to you for trying. :) ))

Devon grabbed her ankle and she came toppling down beside him. He jumped up so he was looking down at her. "You don't need it." he said and walked past the escort and out of the room.

((Please. A bit of faith, CJ. ))

"Lettuce sit and talk!" Dakota started crying from laughing so hard.

((I'm sorry too. I didn't see your post. Oh, and do you paint? I am so jealous!!! At school, we had to take this mandatory art class, and we had to draw and paint this thing. EVERYBODY got approved. I had to redo mine three times before I was told that it was a 'good try.' I still haven't lived it down. ))

((*Grabs a handful of my own popcorn and chucks it at CJ... Then steals a handful of CJ's popcorn and eats it.*))

Devon twisted her arm behind her back, "Oh, but you were," he said and plucked it from her hands. Just then, the escort walked in. "EEIIIK!" she screetched and fainted. Devon imagined that they must have been quite the sight. The girl was fighting against him, he had her arm twisted behind her back, and a glistening knife in hand. Just a standard day in district two.

In one swift movement, Devon had his arms on either side of her head, boxing her in. "What a pity." he whispered by her ear. He took his knife back and slowly backed off.

Devon twirled one of the knives he made around his fingers. Suddenly, he flicked his wrist and the knife shot through the air and lodged in the dead center of a door. "That way." he said nonchalantly.

((XD Couldn't resist. ))

"Thanks, Lovely," he said and put her down, "It was too good an opportunity to pass up." he smirked.

"Lettuce!" Dakota said and already started laughing. Just wait for the punch line!

Devon walked over to the female tribute and threw his arm around her shoulders. "District Two!" he boomed out, "You're tributes." he did a mock bow, "We're leaving now, but remember to never stop fighting." he yelled and blew a kiss to the Peacekeepers before grabbing a dust bomb out of his pocket and throwing it near enough to show he meant business but far enough so that no civilians were injured. He turned around, put on his shades, and picked up the girl as he strutted away calmly from the explosions behind him. ((Had to do that ;) ))

Devon looked over at at his counterpart and shot her a wink. "Hey, Babe, want to kiss and fight to the death? Snow likes that bull." The escort became flustered and the Peacekeepers shuffled, gripping their guns tighter.

Dakota laughed along even though he didn't know why they were laughing in the first place. "Knock knock!"
It was time to test this so called joking of district four. If she didn't laugh at this, then he didn't know what she would laugh at.

"And for the male tribute," she trilled out, "Bob Isaguy!"

Devon rolled his eyes, "I voluteer as tribute." he said in a sing song voice. A Peacekeeper came to bring him to the stage. Oh, heck no. Devon whirled around and punched a couple burley looking guys where it counted. As they came to attack, Devon was already gone. He jumped on the stage and watched as the Peacekeepers broke up the fight that had broken out between all of the guys.

((I meant within district 8, but if you just want to rp here, that's fine. :) ))

Devon scanned the girls one last time before the name was announced. He let a confident smirk float onto his face as he made eye contact with a Peacekeeper. The Peacekeeper looked away first. Suddenly, a name was called.

((Want to rp, then, Sorarin?))

"Interesting is my middle name." he winked, "Actually it's not, Not, but what I just said is a thing called joking. I'm not sure if they have that in District 4…" he said seriously.

((Don't worry about it.))

"I go by Dakota, Not!" he exclaimed, and started hopping up and down. Curse his ADHD.

((… What? … *looks around covertly* ))

"Notlovely... What an interesting name! I've never heard it before!" These district 4 people were quite odd.